Blind Love - a Larry Sylinson story

Chapter 6

 

Louis' P.O.V.

 

Liam suggests we go to the police and as normal he is right.

 

“Zayn can you get the things those people gave us so we can give it to them. Niall can you get my keys and drive.” I ask them numbly. I can't even really believe what is happening. Like I know it's actually happening I just don't feel like it real. I don't feel like anything real. I just don't know anymore. No one says a word while we walk to the car and start driving. I don’t know which is worst; talking or none. Liam finally brakes the silence from right of me.

 

“Lou, are you okay? What are you thinking about?”

 

“Nothing.” I respond blankly while looking out the window and to match my mood, it's raining. It's like the universe wants to make this look like a scene in a movie. How ironic.

 

“don't give me that bullshit, Louis.” Liam says calmly while shacking his head slightly and those serous brown eyes that seem to lose the innocence that always made them look a little puppy like.

 

“I’m just worried, as always” I try to chuckle it off to make this not seem as world shattering as it is right now.

 

“Talk to me about it, so it doesn’t stay in that head of yours and make you panic.”

 

“It's just... What if they can't find him, or worse, they find him too late. We don' know what these people are capable of. They could kill him.” the car goes silent for a minute.

 

“Don't think like that. The police will find him. He'll bee okay, I promise.” Liam tells me But I just can't believe him. He can't promise this.

 

“Harry will be okay. He'll be back with us in no time.” Niall chimes in from the Driver's seat, “You just have to trust the police.”

 

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At the Police Department, We walk up to the front desk and see a blond officer who look in their early-forties. His name tag reads 'Detective Sanders. Well I'm going to get straight to the point, we don't have time for introductions.

 

“Our friend's been kidnapped.”

 

“Can you come to my office?” He asks us. “Mary, can you cover the front desk, please?” he yells to another officer in another room. A petite woman walks in the room with ginger hair tied in a pony-tail nods. We walk further into the building and in till we stop at a door and lead inside. In the room there are three chairs, one behind the desk and two in front, and many certificates and awards on the wall behind the desk with a computer, a lamp, and a bunch of different papers on it. Its not messy but it looks worked in. Liam and I sit down and Niall and Zayn stand behind us.

 

“Are you sure they've been kidnapped? They could of just left ad forgot to tell anyone.” the Detective asks. Liam speaks up.

 

“Yes we're sure because first we go this” he says handing Sanders the letter. “then they sent my friend Louis,” pointing to me, “A letter addressed to what only Harry calls him it also had a lock of his hair in it. I think it's to prove they weren't messing around.” Handing him the rest of the things. Detective Sanders finishes writing what Liam was saying down on a note pad.